The Thing In The Closet

The Thing In The Closet

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One morning, a man woke to find his closet door standing open at the foot of his bed. Peering from the darkness was a strange figure-a sheep-like head with a long, unnatural snout. Its hollow eyes stared directly at him. Before he could react, the creature vanished. At first, he convinced himself it had been a dream. But the next morning, the closet door was open again, and the sheep-headed figure was there, silently watching him. Each day it returned, appearing a little longer before disappearing back into the darkness. The sightings continued for days, slowly wearing away his sanity. Fear turned into obsession. He had to know what it was. Finally, after one sleepless night, the man gathered his courage. When he awoke and saw the closet door open once more, with the grotesque sheep creature staring out at him, he climbed from his bed and approached it. Step by step, he moved closer until he stood before the dark opening. For the first time, the creature did not vanish. As the man peered into the darkness beyond the closet, he finally came face to face with his fate.
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Seth's expression was unyielding, his next words delivered with ruthless precision. "I, Seth Langston, Alpha of the Moonlight Pack, reject you, Ariah Lockwood, as my mate and as Luna of this pack. As Alpha, my word is law. I don't need your acceptance to sever this bond." I can't remember the last time I smiled-or even felt happy. My nightmare began the day I couldn't shift at ten years old, unlike everyone else in the pack. Since then, it's been an endless torment. Why am I the only one broken? Why must I suffer for something beyond my control? Why am I cast aside by those I thought were my family? But it's alright. Everything will be alright. Because I will be their downfall.

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